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Our own correspondent is sorry to tell

Of an uneasy time that all is not well

On the borders there’s movement, on the hills there is trouble

Food is short, crime is doubled

Prices had risen since the great fell

Casualties increase as the enemies shell

Climate’s unhealthy, flies and rats thrive

And sooner or later the end will arise

This is your correspondent

Run out of tape

Gunfire’s increasing

Looting, burning, rape

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